Hall Of Emotions

I love to read and collect poems I've only written two but It's all good. Can you find the poems I wrote. If you do email me the titles and I'll tell you if you're right or wrong.

Hate

Hate wraps its fingers around your brain.
Though you're calling to us, only you feel the pain.
It grasps for your neck, beats your head on the wall.
Your senses will slip, your body will fall.

No on can see it they are blinded by love.
Your hate knocks you down with just one shove
We smile as we watch you: we can not see
Your eyes ask for help, but you say, "let me be."

You lie on the floor; you are shaking with hate.
You've picked out your destiny chosen your fate.
"Go away," you cry ou, but your voice is so weak.
Hatred consumes you, it won't let you speak
You stare at your victim. You to have gone blind
Your prey cries with fear, "Are you loosing your mind?"
Hate grins with complacency, laughing with joy.
It watches your madness. It whispers, "Desrtoy!!!

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When You Begin To Take Life Too Seriously, RememberThis...

A FEW DAYS after Christmas, a mother was working in the kichtn listening to her son play with
his new electric train, in the living room. She heard
the train stop and her son says, "All of you sons of
bithches who want to get off, get the hell off now,
'cause this is the last stop! And all of you sons of
bitches who are getting, on get asses on the
train 'cause we're leaving!!"

The mother went in and told her son, "We don't use
THAT KIND OF LANUAGE IN THES HOUSE. NOW I WANT YOU TO
go to your room for two hours. When you come out
You may play with your train, but I want nice language."

Two hours later the son came out of the bedroom
and resumed playing with his train. Soon the train
stopped and the mother heard her son say, "All
passengers that are disembarking the train, please
remember to take all your belongings with you. We
thank you for riding with us today and hope your trip
Was a pleasant one. We hope you will ride with us again."

"For those just boarding, we ask you to stow all
of your hand luggage under your seat. Remember
there is no smoking except in the club car. We hope
you. Will have a pleasant and relaxing journey with us today."

"For those of you who are pissed off about the
two hour delay, please see the bitch in the kitchen."

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And God Said, "No."

I asked God to take away my pride
And God said, "No."
He said it was not for him to take away
But for me to give up.

I asked God to make my handicapped child whole
And God Ssaid, "No."
He said that her spirit was whole,
Her body is only temporary.

I asked God to grant me patience
And God said, "No."
He said patienceis a by product of tribulation,
It isn't granted - it is earned

I asked God to give me happiness
And God said, "No."
He said He gives blessings,
Happiness is up to me.

I asked God to spare me pain
And God said, "No."
He said, "Suffering draws you apart
And brings you closer to me."

I asked God to make my spirit grow
And God said, "No."
He sadi I must grow on my own,
But He will prune me to make me fruitful.

I asked God for all things that I might enjoy life
And God said, "No."
He said, "I will give you life,
So that you may enjoy all things."

I asked God to help me love other
As much as He loves me.
And God said,
"Ah - finally you have the idea."

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